fragile
A page in the diary "My Dairy"
Written by cristina 29. Jan 2007 09:31 PM
right now my emotions are like tiny slivers of fragile glass, so easy to break, and so all over the place. everyday im not sure how i will feel, where my emotions will take me. sometimes good, sometimes bad.
filipe has been on his best behaviour. truly he has. still i dont feel true satisfaction with him, but i do feel some sort of comfort, i guess?
on saturday night he got drunk again when we went out. i have found the roots of his problem; he is a horribly aggressive drunk. when he gets drunk you can't stop him. his behaviour is so erratic i sometimes question if he has bipolar disorder. when i tell him to go get checked out he gets upset and won't speak to me.
saturday i was on my best behaviour. i stuck by his side, and had fun. but towards the end i could sense the mood changes. he'd grab me and hold me then push me away and walk off. then he'd get furious if i walked off. when we were walking back to the car he was trying to pick a fight but i remained silent. i think this made him angry because he punched me in the arm. i was so outraged i punched him right back in the chest, 10 times harder. he was shocked and hugged me, apologetic but i felt sick.
in the car he was begging me to look at him but i refused. when my friends dropped me home he rang me crying and having a panic attack saying he didnt want me to leave him. i turned my phone off and went to bed. in the morning he came over and bought me a great big teddy bear saying "I love you". i forgave him then. i shouldn't have, but we talked. no more drinking for him.
something is missing in my life. i smile, i can create a facade and act as if im the happiest girl in the world, but deep down i think im dying inside.